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1. How happy is the little stone
How happy is the little stone
that rambles in the road alone
and doesn't care about careers
ad exigencies never fears
his coat of elemental brown
a passing universe put on
as independent as the sun
associates or glows alone
fulfilling absolute decree
in casual simplicity.
Mi smo to razložili kot kao da kamen vseeno ni srečen, ker nima kontrole nad lastnim življenjem, čeprav je pač večen in svoboden in itd, ampak se ne more sam odločat kaj bi sam s sabo in da to ni sreča, in potem smo še pač razglabljali o temu če je srečen al ne.
2. Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire
some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
to know that for destruction ice
is also great
and woul suffice.
Tle ni neke ful filozofije, mi smo samo neki govorili o temu če on sovraži al je samo izkusu sovraštvo (bedarija) in potem smo povedali svoje mnenje in malo utemeljili.
3. Stopping by woods on a snowy evening
Whose woods this are I think I know.
His house is in the village though,
he will not see me stopping here
to watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
to stop without a farmhouse near
between the woods and frozen lake
the darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
to ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sounds' the sweep
of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
but I have promises to keep
and miles to go before I sleep
and miles to go before I sleep.
Tle smo pač najprej govorili o zunanji zgradbi (kitice, rima), in potem smo govorili o povezavi z naravo, o prvi kitici smo rekli da bi se lahko nanašala na boha (in hiša je pol pač cerkev, samo meni se zdi to malo neumno), potem o temačnem vzdušju, darkest evening in to, da hoče tip zbežat pred svetom in se skrit in da je pač ta izlet do gozda beg od realnosti, ampak na koncu se sooči z odgovornostjo, čeprav si želi, da bi lahko samo pustil vse za sabo itd.
4. Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
coral's far more red than her lips' res,
if snow be white, why then her breasts are dun,
if hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
but no such roses see I in her cheeks,
and in some perfumes there is more delight
than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, and yet I know
that music hath a far more pleasing sound.
I grant I never saw a goddes go,
my mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
as any she belied with false compare.
Tle smo govori o šekspirju in o temu, da je bil zaljubljen on v eno črnko, ki mu je bla navdih in vse, in da je pač ta sonet napisal kot nasprotje sonetom, ki so pretirano hvalli ženske v njih in jih primerjali z raznimi krasotami, in potem smo prebrali slovenski prevod in potem smo govorili pač če se nam zdi to v redu kot ljubezenska pesem al ne.
Aja in za zunanjo zgradbo je pač sonet in ma iambic foot

(stopica)
5. Daffodils
I wondered lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o'er vales and hills
when all at once a saw a crowd,
a host, of golden daffodils.
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the milky way
they strecthed in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay.
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
out-did the sparkling waves in glee,
a poet could not but be gay
in such a jocund company.
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought;
for oft, when on my couch I lie
in vacant or in pensive mood
they flash upon that inward eye
that is the bliss of solitude
and then my heart with pleasure fills
and dances with the daffodils.
Žal se ne spomnem preveč dobro razlage, v zvezku pa nimam nič, tko da pride v poštev improvizacija D Jst bi blodla o kšni ljubezni do narave in o presenetljivih prizorih, ki se nam vtisnejo v spomin, pa kej bi povedala o kiticah in rimi in svoje mnenje.
Tako, mislim da so to vse, če sm kšno pozabla lahko še dopišem

Sm si pa kr fajn obrabla prste

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